Abyssal Continent.
Wave-Listening Pavilion.
Zhou Cang had been uneasy lately.
Two days earlier, he had been in seclusion at the Cloud-Rain Sect, trying to find the barrier to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.
Once he found it, he would know he had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul Early Stage. Given time and the right opportunity, advancing to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage would follow naturally.
But just then, the Message Jade Talisman at his waist had erupted with dazzling red light.
It was Wave-Listening Pavilion's highest-level emergency summons, reserved for a calamity that threatened to destroy the entire pavilion.
For Hu Li to summon him this way, a Nascent Soul Cultivator must have attacked.
His heart tightened. He flew out of his Cave Abode and passed through Flowers in the Mirror, Moon on the Water.
Within a few breaths, he landed inside Wave-Listening Pavilion's main hall.
The instant he appeared, he unleashed the full pressure of his Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivation, ready to fight to the death.
Hu Li, who had been guarding Wave-Listening Pavilion, hurriedly reported that a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator had arrived outside and demanded to see Elder Zhou by name.
Zhou Cang's heart sank. His first thought was that someone from the Black-and-White Divine Hall had discovered Wave-Listening Pavilion's secrets.
Or perhaps some rogue Nascent Soul Cultivator had seen that no Nascent Soul cultivator guarded the pavilion and come to snatch food from a tiger's jaws, swallowing up this coastal sect.
He immediately streaked outside as a beam of light, his spiritual power primed. At the first sign of trouble, he would strike with everything he had.
But when he reached the entrance and saw the visitor, he was stunned.
A young man in white reclined atop a cloud, a vermilion wine gourd